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Delenn of Mir and John Sheridan
Between Two Wives and a Hard Place
"This is the pilot of the Icarus, we are friendly, not hostiles. I repeat, we are friendly not hostiles. Don't fire on our ship."
"You've got quite a brother there, Liz. I can't tell you how lucky I feel sometimes, even when he's not here. I just . . . Someone said that love knows no borders...and ours certainly proves the point."
"We are scientists from Earthforce. We come in peace; please stop firing on our ship. We come in peace; we mean you no harm. We have nothing of value on this ship other than research equipment. I beg you, please don't kill us."
"Come on, Anna, we have to get to the life pods, the Icarus can't stand much more of this barrage. They'll blow us up sooner than listen to Dr. Chang."
"I, Anna Jane Peters, take you, John James Sheridan, to be my lawfully wedded husband, my constant friend, my faithful partner and my love from this day forward. In the presence of God, our family and friends, I offer you my solemn vow to be your faithful partner in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, and in joy as well as in sorrow. I promise to love you unconditionally, to support you in your goals, to honor and respect you, to laugh with you and cry with you, and to cherish you for as long as we both shall live."
"Morden, I have to contact John. He'll know what to do."
"There's nothing anyone can do for us now. If we don't get the hell out of here, there won't be anything left of you for your husband to recognize. Now, get in the life pod before this thing explodes."
"But I have to—''
"No, Anna, now, he'll find you. Just go. Go!"
"I John James Sheridan, take you Anna Jane Peters to be my wife, my partner in life and my one true love. I will cherish our union and love you more each day than I did the day before. I will trust you and respect you, laugh with you and cry with you, loving you faithfully through good times and bad, regardless of the obstacles we may face together. I give you my hand, my heart, and my love, from this day forward for as long as we both shall live."
"Life support at fifty percent."
"Life support at forty percent."
"Life support at thirty percent."
"Life support at twenty percent."
"Life support critical. Recommend rerouting energy from engines."
"Life support at five percent."
"Oxygen level depleted. Repeat, oxygen level depleted."
"I can't breathe, can't breathe," she said, voice low, the scream caught in constricted lungs, bed linens thrown aside in a dream induced panic.
"Calm down, Melissa, it's just another dream. I got you, sweetheart; I got you, calm down."
She took huge gulps of air, red hair spread across white pillows like a Phoenix reborn, wide eyes blinking into the darkness. Finally, she forced herself to settle, the warm familiarity of her bedroom and the arm around her comforting, solid.
Strong images of a tall man with a radiant smile swam in her head. For so long the images were blurry, voices static, indecipherable. But not tonight. Tonight she was shown the truth. After all this time, she knew the truth. Who she was and where she belonged.
Turning to the worried man beside her, she pushed her hair out of her eyes, and gave a smile she didn't feel, knowing her next words, her revelation, couldn't be undone or ignored.
"Not Melissa, Daniel, but Anna. I'm Anna Jane Peters, wife of John James Sheridan. We married on December 4, 2249."
TO BE CONTINUED